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Z O CKSLE r HALL. 

Comrades, leave me here a Utile, T.vhile as yet 'tis early mortil 
Leave me here, and -dihen you vjant me sound upon the buglr-horn. 

'Tis the f lace, and all around it, as of old, the curlezuscall. 
Dreary gleams about the moorland flying over Locksley Hall; 

Locksley Hall, that in the distance overlooks the sandy tracts. 
And the hollozv ocean-ridges roaring into cataracts. 

Many a night from yonder ivied casement, ere I zvent to rest. 
Did I look on great Orion sloping sloivly to the West. 



Many a morning on the moorland did we hear the copses ring. 
And her lohisper throng'd my pulses zuith the fulness of the Spr 

Many an evening by the waters did -we -watch the stately ships. 
And our spirits rush'd together at the touching of the lips. 



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Where Claribcl lo~v-Ueth 
The breezes pause and die. 
Letting the rose-leaves fall; 
But the solemn oak-tree sigheth, 
Thick-leaved, ambrosial. 
With an ancient melody 
Oy an inward agony 
Where Claribel low-lietli. 



At eve the beetle booincth 
Athwart tlie tliicket lone: 
At noon the wild bee laimmeth 
About the moss'd headstone : 
At midnight tlie moo?i cometli, 
And looketh down alone. 



Her song the lint^vhite sxvelleth, 
Tlie clear-voiced mavis dwclleth. 
The callow throstle lispeth. 
The slumbrous ivave outxvclleth, 
The babbling runnel crispeth. 
The holloxv grot replieth 
Where Claribel loxv-licth. 








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MAJilAJVA 

With blackest moss the foxver-plots 
Were thickly crusted, one and all : 
The rusted nails fell from the knots 
That held the pear to the garden-zuall. 
The broken sheds look'd sad and strange: 
Unlifted ivas the clinking latch ; 
Weeded and worn the ancient thatch 
Upon the lonely moated grange. 

She only said, '■'My life is dreary. 

He Cometh not," she said ; 

She said, '■'■ I am aweary, aweary, 

I zvould that I zvere dead ! " 





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BREAK, BREAK. 



Break, break, break 

On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! 

And I would that my tongue could utter 

The thoughts that arise in me. 

O well for the Jisher7naii s boy 

That he shouts xvith his sister at play ! 

O well for the sailor lad. 

That he sings in his boat on the bay ! 

And the stately ships go on 
To their haven 7tnder the hill; 
But Ofor the touch of a vanished hand ; 
And the sound of a voice that is still! 

Break, break, break 
At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! 
But the tender grace of a day that is dead 
Will never come back to me. 





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SWEET AND LOW 

Siueet and low, sweet and low, 

Wind of the western sea. 
Low, low, breathe and blow, 

Wind of the luestern sea ! 

Over the rolling' water go. 

Come from the dying moon, and blow, 
Blo-w him again to me ; 

While fny little one, while jny pretty one, sleeps. 

Sleep and rest, sleep and rest. 

Father will come to thee soon; 

Rest, rest, on mothe?-'s breast. 

Father will come to thee soon; 

Father will cotne to his babe in the nest, 

Silver sails all out of the west 

Under the silver moon: 

Sleep, my little one, sleep my pretty one, sleep. 





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THE BROOK. 
I come _fi'o?n haunts of coot and licrn^ 
I inahe a sudden sally 
And sparkle out among thej^ern 
To bicker doivn a valley. 
By thirty hills 1 hurry dotvn. 
Or slip betiuec7i the ridges^ 
By twenty thorps., a little ioivn. 
And half a hundred bridges. 
Till last by Philif sfarin IJlow, 
To Join the brimming river. 
For men may come and men may go. 
But I go o7i forever. 




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